As the general of North Continent, Rust Bone had a pride that belonged to him!
Having expended so many resources, after four years of hard cultivation with the Hunting Spark at the Time Dojo, being able to kill the Spring Plow in this battle was something he ought to achieve!
If he lost, he would be too ashamed to face Gu Shen.
"This... Is this the former Source Tower Divine Envoy, Red Dragon?"
Rust Bone turned around and looked at Red Dragon, who was trapped by the Netherworld Fire cage.
In the days of cultivation at the Time Dojo, Gu Shen had already talked to Rust Bone about the Ancient Literature Society.
Back then, Red Dragon was taken away from the Ice Sea, and it was always a regret in Gu Shen's heart. But today... Under the arrangement of fate, this regret was satisfied.
Gu Shen waved his sleeve to dispel the Netherworld Fire.
"Yes... it is me."
Red Dragon looked at Gu Shen, a surge of sorrow hitting his nose.
